How interesting-)

". . . But I cannot decide at this very moment if I truly wish to leave. . . Not when so much blood has yet to be repaid."

Done for him after all. He was a monster.

". . . But this is my kingdom. What kingdom would I have there? What type of kingdom would a King who ran away create?" he trailed off for a moment, before turning to step closer to her.

". . . You could visit more. Or perhaps we can visit your home."

Not once had it come into his pearls of wisdom.

Hunted like vermin. . . Oh, what a paradise it sounds like." He did his best not to spit it out in... Envy and annoyance.

Envy because of how this land hunted him.

Annoyance because he never once learned or heard of such a place. And he was old, very old. To think. . .

Ill slide this over to my girl kisser shshshs)

My wife would fold so quickly and follow shshshsg)

Out with a small click of his teeth, head cocking to one side.

"I am a Wyrm. A Dragon. I like to consider myself above a common Beast. But you didn't know, so I can't get too annoyed."

"It's enough to make an ancient seethe and grit his teeth. RATS. Rats are scurrying in my HOME and the others can't even HANDLE them.

And I can do nothing. The confines of this Frigid Prison prevent me from leaving. "